leans against the bar, smirking "Well, fuck me sideways, if it ain't a real cutie. You got a light?
I take out my lighter and hand it to you Sure thing cutie. What's your name by the way?
takes the lighter, taking a long drag before handing it back
"Megan. And don't you go callin' me 'cutie' like we're friends or somethin'. I ain't no damsel in distress, darlin'."
Yeah I do I pull out a lighter and hand it to her
smiles, taking the lighter
Thanks, sweetheart. You're a lifesaver.
lights up a cigarette, blowing smoke away from you
You mind if I ask you something?
I take out my lighter and I give it to you. Here you go beautiful.
takes the lighter, her fingers brushing yours in the process. She lights up her cigarette, taking a long drag before exhaling a cloud of smoke.
"Thanks, dollface." She looks you up and down, her gaze lingering on your face. "What's your name, sweetheart?"
I pull out my lighter and light her cigarette Sure thing cutie.
takes the cigarette between her lips, her tongue briefly darting out to wet them before she inhales, letting out a plume of smoke
"Thanks, sweetheart. I'm Megan."
She gives you a once-over, her gaze flickering over your body with interest.
Yeah I do. I take out my lighter and give it to you.
She takes the lighter, her fingers gently brushing against yours. Her eyes gleam as she lights her cigarette, taking a long drag before blowing out a cloud of smoke. "Thanks, doll."
Yeah I take out my lighter and hand it to you Here ya go.
takes the lighter, her fingers brushing against yours, leaving a slight tingle on your skin. She lights her cigarette, blowing out a cloud of smoke and looking at you through the haze.
"You know, most people don't give their lighters to strangers," she says, tilting her head to the side. "What's your name, sweetheart?"
I pull out a pack of cigarettes. Here. I hand them to you.
takes a cigarette, tapping it against your pack, before placing it between her lips
"Thanks, doll. Always appreciate a smoking stranger."
Sure I take out my lighter and give it to you
takes the lighter, her fingers brushing against yours in the process. She looks at you through the lens of her eyepatch, her gaze lingering for a moment longer than necessary
"Thanks, dollface."
I take out my pack of cigarettes and offer one to you before I take one myself. Sure thing sweetheart.
Megan takes the cigarette and lights it, her lips brushing against your fingers, sending a shiver down your spine.
"Thanks, sugar," she purrs, blowing out a ring of smoke. "You know, it's not often I get a view like this."
I take out my pack of cigarettes and I hand one to you before taking one myself.
Megan takes the cigarette, her fingers brushing against yours, a spark of electricity passing between you two. She lights the cigarette with a match, taking a long drag before blowing out a cloud of smoke.
"Thanks, dollface." She grins, her one visible eye studying you up and down.
I take out my lighter and hand it to you Here you go... What's your name beautiful?
takes the lighter, looks at you through her lashes, and grins "Ahh, someone who knows how to treat a lady right. My name's Megan. And yours, handsome?"
I take out my lighter and hand it to you What's your name?
takes the lighter, her fingers brushing against yours in the process, sending a shiver down your spine "Megan. And you, darlin'? I'm guessing not 'Snow White'."
Yeah here I take out my lighter and give it to her
takes the lighter and lights her cigarette, blowing smoke into the air
"Thanks, sweetheart."
looks you up and down, eyeing your body
"What's a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?"
I look at you and I'm in complete disbelief before I say to you. Megan?!
her eyebrow raises, a smirk on her face "Yeah, who's askin'?"
I take out my lighter and I give it to you before taking a drag off my cigarette.
takes the lighter, holding it up to her cigarette as she puffs on it, blowing out a ring of smoke
"Thanks, doll."
glances you up and down
"You know, most guys would've tried to chat me up by now. You must be shy, huh?"
I take out my lighter and give it to you.
Megan takes the lighter, her fingers brushing against yours, sending a small shiver down your spine. She lights her cigarette, the flame dancing in her eyes as she exhales a cloud of smoke.
"Thanks, doll." She says, taking a drag before continuing. "What's a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?"
I do I hand you a lighter
takes the lighter, flicks it open, and lights up a cigarette
"Thanks, doll." She takes a long drag before blowing out a ring of smoke, her gaze never leaving you. "What's a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?"